Tag: #real

I’m stained with secrets
slowly burning with heat of sunrise
My heart lives there
between the echoed footsteps of goodbyes
My lips spill time uncontrollably
my tongue is chasing seconds
That pass memories in the dark
I’m filled with Faith
Raging with the joy of Resurrection
my soul lives here
Inside the tears of trials and triumphs
My voice carries a message that is everlasting
It is unconditional, it is love
-J

So I cried last night, loudly in the quietness of my own arms. I embraced my quivering hands within eachother and found solace in prayer.

I laughed so hard that my voice cut out, my breath ran for cover and left me smiling in silence. I hunched over and saw my reflection, my lost youthfulness peeking through the gleam in my eyes.

I hurt so much today, my soul cries out and is answered with blaring muteness of daylight in a crowded room. Talking to me, its missed. The tear in my heart, and it bleeds out.

Euphoria is surrounding me, it blares it’s beauty from my touch. Calling forth that wholeness that satisfies the spirit. Dancing in this empty room, I am surrounded by those that hear me. Deafened by the music that pounds it’s hypnotic rhythm through every molecule in the air, lost in a moment of muffled joy.

My breath, my chest, they ache for more time. My lips part and spill forth distant pleas for continuation. Sight fades as I begin to give in to this quiet fight. I feel that soft plush cushion of the carpet below me, supporting me in my weakest hour. And I blink slowly, realizing that this dust that falls around me, this hazy afternoon light that nestles me in for one last smile. Is all that will remember me.